User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries Reboot/@comment-3135907-20150115062546/@comment-2246928-20150129024209

Zager blinks in agreement, standing slowly to his footpaws. The camp was near-pitch black in the nighttime, but the shadows forgot one important detail: He was Zager. He crouched down and began moving quietly across the grass, searching.